Chapter 85 Fruit Ripening Again

The Firecrane Festival is also a sign of changing seasons. In a few weeks, the capital star will officially enter the Autumn Day.

As the capital star system of the Federation, the climate here is more suitable. Even in autumn and winter, the temperature will not be too low. The average temperature has always been above zero.

It is time to buy warm and furry clothes.

The Supreme God thought so.

Wu Fuyi came here on a rare occasion, and brought fruits and vegetables produced by the greenhouse of the Autumn Day Research Institute.

In particular, the sweet potatoes grown by genetic technology are bigger, rounder and sweeter, with rich and full colors. They can be put on the market for trading next month.

"Sorry, I've been so busy lately that the Lynx guy didn't even have time to come," Xuelu rubbed his temples and apologized softly, "After this period of busyness... maybe I can take a break."

In fact, without much conversation, Fu Jiao could guess that the situation in the entire federation was not very good recently.

The scholars in the institute predicted the arrival of a giant galaxy storm. The marginal galaxies are organizing large-scale temporary migration, and the entire star network is worried about this.

The residents of the marginal galaxies reported in panic that more and more people were missing in those villages. Many family members and friends seemed to be deceived and walked into the night without looking back. They disappeared without a trace and could not be found.

Some people even came running in hastily, saying that they saw someone walking in the galaxy storm that shook the wasteland.

Rather than walking, it was more like floating.

"The residents of the town who witnessed it said that the purple mist after the storm was full of eyes, and there were golden eyes everywhere. Anyone who looked into those eyes would be dragged in by the monster and turned into a new monster... Since there are already many rumors about galaxy storms and abnormal creatures in the edge galaxy, this has caused even more panic... The troops have been sent to comfort the crowd."

"In addition, the witness has confirmed that he has symptoms of mental delirium and has been transferred to the main galaxy hospital for treatment."

Wu Fuyi sighed, took another sip of hot black coffee, leaned on the sofa, and shook his head at the light shadow with a little regret.

"This is not a good sign," he said, "Even if the residents of the edge galaxy are completely relocated to a safe zone, the impact of the galactic storm on civilization is still irreversible. Moreover, a complete evacuation will take at least three weeks. According to the report of the research institute...it will take at most half a month for the giant storm to be completely formed."

"Lynx has arrived at the mission site. We need to let the scientific researchers see if the facilities of the storm anti-aircraft tower can be reinforced." Deng Baoying nodded slightly, "Don't we already have a draft and plan at the meeting? Let's start the emergency plan first. Everything will be carried out according to the plan. Tomorrow I will set off for the wasteland of the edge galaxy test area."

"...Are you setting off?"

Fu Jiao, who was still eating butter rice cakes slowly, finally raised his head and looked at the two people who were talking: "Tomorrow?"

"Well, it's already been planned. The environment at the center of the galaxy storm is harsh, and it's difficult for ordinary species to survive. I need to lead the team. This is also my initiative."

Deng Baoying looked up at her calmly, his voice as light and steady as always: "It won't be long... I'll be back after the giant storm is over."

"The battleship will dock at the port of passage tomorrow afternoon," Wu Fuyi added, "After that, the capital star will still be under my command for the time being."

"..."

Fu Jiao didn't say anything, bit off the chocolate wafer biscuit with a click, and blinked.

This kind of scene has happened before.

Or, it happened a long time ago.

On the nights when she was about to leave, Deng Baoying was also ordered to go to the remote wasteland alone to handle official business.

Because of this, Fu Jiao did not meet with Lion Griffin in the last few days.

This further became the inducement for him to go crazy in the next ten thousand years.

She raised her eyes and looked at Deng Baoying, who smiled at her with a faint smile on his lips, without saying anything, but just poured her another cup of hot milk.

Since last night, Lion Griffin's eyes have been on her, but they are not as dark and sticky as before.

The atmosphere between the two became more and more natural and integrated. Wu Fuyi saw it but did not say a word. He just slowly finished a cup of hot coffee and took a few bites of freshly baked bread. Then he straightened his clothes and waved goodbye before the lunch meeting.

Before saying goodbye, Wu Fuyi also looked at the Supreme God for a long time, and then smiled slightly.

"No matter what, we are glad that you can come back," he stood at the door, stared at her for a while, and then said softly, "Reversing time is good, and your help these days is good... Maybe the development of civilization no longer needs the help of gods, but it is an honor for all of us to have your protection."

As he said that, Wu Fuyi bowed his head in a gesture of submission, stepped back a few steps, then turned around and finally left.

"..."

The Supreme God did not say anything in the house, but leaned against the door and watched Wu Fuyi's figure board the flying ship, and disappeared as the array engine started.

"Oh," she tucked her hair behind her ears and said softly, "Although I wanted to hide it from you... I've said it before, it's not a good thing for a child to be too sensitive."

"There's nothing to hide," Deng Baoying stood behind her, "On the contrary, I'll feel better if you don't hide it from me."

"Why, you're not crazy this time?"

Fu Jiao paused, but still smiled with curved eyebrows: "I thought you were going to go crazy again and put handcuffs on me, and maybe I'd leave and imprison the god - just like that bad guy poisonous jellyfish next door? Huh?"

"Even so, nothing can be saved, right?"

Deng Baoying said so lightly, lowered his head, and put his chin on the soft neck of the Supreme God, rubbing it lingeringly, like an uneasy and regretful puppy.

The tip of his nose fell into the hair, and his long eyelashes drooped, looking more fragile and harmless than carnivorous animals.

"God's will has never been changed by humans. As long as you decide to do something, just do it," the griffon whispered, "as long as you love me...as long as you love me, you remember me, that's enough. For this, waiting another ten thousand years, twenty thousand years, it doesn't matter."

"Please love me forever...don't stop loving me, please."

"..."

Fu Jiao smiled and looked at him. After a while, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his feathery ear wings, and sighed lightly.

"Father God is right, we shouldn't raise a large dog. That's why I didn't raise a dog before," she shook her head, "too clingy."

Every time they should have gotten rid of the dog, it was always too late.

*

No one disturbed them for the whole day.

After dealing with all the tedious matters, the two went to the backyard to take care of the fruit trees, fertilize and adjust the temperature as usual.

"So, why does it grow so fast?" Deng Baoying rolled up his sleeves and put the shovel aside and put it against his chin. "Fuyi is indeed right...even compared to the modified varieties in the genetic greenhouse of the research institute, they are a little too vigorous."

"Ah, ah... that."

Fu Jiao was still squatting on the ground and slowly twisting the soil. He coughed lightly and turned his eyes silently: "I guess, maybe, should, probably, it has something to do with me."

"...?" Deng Baoying slowly raised his head, looking at the rather embarrassed look on her face, and seemed to understand something, "You mean..."

"Well, that's what I mean," the Supreme God stood up and patted the dirt off his body, then reluctantly explained, "My existence will bring delirium to the creatures around me, especially the lower-level creatures. This delirium will not only manifest itself in the spirit, but also in the physiological structure."

"As the old saying goes: What worries the gods, what fears the gods, what worries the gods, what rejoices the gods."

"I think," she drooped her eyes sadly, picked up a shovel and poked the soil on the ground, "reproduction and growth desire will probably spread with the fluctuations of divine power."

"..."

Deng Baoying fell into a long silence.

Sure enough, he shouldn't have asked.

"Don't look at me like that. This is not something I can control," Fu Jiao coughed guiltily and shrugged. "My situation is relatively mild in Father God's eyes. It is said that in another universe under his jurisdiction, His divine power leaked out, causing the entire universe to become a breeding ground."

"Because the powers in charge are different, and I am relatively young, even if I lose control, I still have the strength to save it."

"But as the legendary scriptures say, humans and gods are different things after all."

The Supreme God's voice softened a little: "Being too involved in worldly affairs will also lead to irreversible changes in the rules. Therefore, staying away from the world and being high above, not being involved in worldly affairs, and just treating everything as a sandbox, is what gods should really do."

"So, that's why you want to leave?" Deng Baoying looked at the thin, crooked little tree in front of her, and asked casually.

"I guess so, although it's for other reasons," Fu Jiao tucked her drooping hair behind her ears and smiled, "You'll know, I mean, in the future."

"Whether it's ten thousand years ago or ten thousand years later, the reason is the same."

The backyard fell into silence, with only the sound of wind blowing through the treetops, rustling.

"Will you come back?" After a while, Deng Baoying asked, "It doesn't have to be now... How many months? How many years? Or how many hundreds of years... I will always be waiting for you here. After you finish your work, can you come back as soon as possible?"

"Will you miss me?" Fu Jiao smiled and tilted his head to look at him, "A lot?"

"Yes, I will miss you very much."

"If you miss me, then help me watch these saplings," the Supreme God chuckled, then lowered his head and looked at the fruit trees that were scattered all over the place, "Maybe, when all these fruits are ripe and fall to the ground, I will be back?"